Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,To see her son Louis leavin' homeThe angels laid him awayThe angels laid him away,They laid him six feet under the clayThe angels laid him awayMrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,To see her son Louis leavin' homeThe angels laid him awayOh, Bob shot once and Louis shot too,Shot poor Collins, shot him through and throughThe angels laid him awayOh, kind friends, oh, ain't it hard?,To see poor Louis in a new graveyardThe angels laid him awayThe angels laid him away,They laid him six feet under the clayThe angels laid him awayOh, when they heard that Louis was deadAll the people they dressed in redThe angels laid him awayThe angels laid him away,They laid him six feet under the clayThe angels laid him awayMrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,To see her son Louis leavin' homeThe angels laid him awayThe angels laid him away,They laid him six feet under the clayThe angels laid him away